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Chapter 207: Wen Yu

    

a coincidence in the world that those who helped him would all be surnamed Long, unless this was all arranged from the beginning.Turning, Chen Ping got into Qin Xiaoxian's car and drove straight to H..."Ancient, I have been remiss in my welcome, please forgive me, please forgive me!"

Just as I stepped into the Taoist temple, an old Daoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and a long beard came out to greet me. This man is Bu Xu Daochang!

“You’re too kind, Master Dao!” Gu Lao bowed respectfully and then pointed at Chen Ping. “This is Mr. Chen, the one who needs a spirit brush and cinnabar. I brought him here especially for your daughter to take a look.”

"The old Taoist, Bu Xu, glanced at Chen Ping with an obvious furrow in his brow, but it quickly smoothed out. He gave a slight smile and said, 'No rush, no rush. Let's go inside for a cup of tea. My senior brother is taking care of my young daughter inside!'"

But as they were about to reach the main hall, Chen Ping felt a chill creeping in!

In this sweltering weather, the chill actually made Chen Ping shiver!

"Mr. Chen, what's wrong"

Seeing Chen Ping's face wasn't quite right, Gu Wen asked him what was wrong.

"Oh, it's nothing!" Chen Ping smiled faintly and shook his head!

"Fu Dao Chang looked at Chen Ping and smirked disdainfully, "Do you feel suddenly cooler since entering the main hall That's because behind our Taoist temple there is an ancient well with water that always feels icy cold. We draw this well water and circulate it around the temple, making the whole place pleasantly cool!"

Chen Ping just smiled silently and didn't say anything!

Everyone followed Master Bu Xu through the main hall to a small courtyard at the back. After opening one of the rooms, Chen Ping immediately felt a bone-chilling cold that was far stronger than what he had experienced before!

But looking at Gu Wentian and the others, they didn't seem to notice anything unusual!

At this moment, a girl with delicate features lay in bed. She was wrapped in thick blankets, her face pale as if frost had settled upon it due to the biting cold.

Before the girl's bed, an old Taoist priest holding a jade Ruyi, occasionally points the jade Ruyi on the girl's forehead and recites words!

“This is my senior brother, Wuwei Daoist. He said that my daughter has cold air invading her body and needs to expel it. We tried once last year but were unsuccessful. This year, my senior brother found a jade Ruyi made of warm jade, which can just absorb the cold air from my daughter's body!”

"Not Master Dao, he explained softly."

So-called warm jade refers to jade that has been exposed to extreme heat or the fire of the earth's core. This type of jade constantly maintains a warm temperature, even if you put it in a refrigerator. After taking it out, it can recover its original temperature within half an hour, which is quite magical!

This kind of stone is extremely rare, and to be able to make a jade Ruyi out of warm jade, it shows that this stone is not small, it's quite rare!

Upon hearing what Daoist He Xu said, Gu Wentian and the others looked at Wuwei Daoist with curiosity. However, Wuwei Daoist had a cold expression on his face, with disdain in his eyes. He didn't even glance at Gu Wentian and the others.

The jade Ruyi in the hands of Wu Wei Dao person, each point on the girl's forehead, could see a trace of cold air absorbed by the jade Ruyi.

After dozens of taps, Wuwei Daoist stopped and placed the jade ruyi aside!

"Senior brother, are you almost done"

The false Daoist was full of anticipation as he asked the Wuwei Daoist.

Wuwei Daoist shook his head: "It's not that easy, Xiaoru has had cold qi for a long time, and there is a lot of it. So we need to take it slow. Now the Jade Ruyi has lost its temperature and needs to rest for a while!"

"Oh!" Daoist Bu didn't mince words. He nodded and then asked, "How long will it take to completely remove all the cold energy from Xiao Ru"

"At the least, three days; at most, half a month!"

Upon hearing this, the Taoist priest fell silent, a look of worry creeping onto his face.wer of the law. Who would have thought he still had the ability to fight backAnd that sword strike was aimed at Song Qingping. Who could have expected Song Qingping to dodgeSuch coincidences left seve...